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Dec 12, 2004 01:00


(this is an continuation of the the one above, well not really)

Take my hand,
It's blackened and burnt by the fire,
I'm still trying to understand
How you became a liar,
I thought i could trust you,
But i was wrong,
Now i don't know what to do,
I just want to feel like i belong,
With you,

You're like a controlled substance,
You call when you want,
And needle yourself through my life,
You taunt me,
When you need something to do,
FUCK YOU!!!!!!!, I don't need your shit,
Because i am so deep into it.

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